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Chapter 45 The New Owner

Penulis: Sathara
Christine's P.O.V.

The rest of Paris Fashion Week passed without incident, but as the days wore on, two thoughts refused to leave my mind—Elliot… and the mountain of gifts I kept receiving from wealthy men, young and old, praising my beauty, offering me modeling contracts, and even, on occasion, proposing marriage. Ridiculous.

At first, I wanted to send everything back, but Serena stopped me.

“Sweetheart, take the gifts. Keep the ones you like. The rest—donate them to charity,” she said with a shrug.

“But… I don’t feel comfortable with that,” I said, holding up a diamond choker that looked far too extravagant.

“You don’t owe them anything,” she replied firmly. “You didn’t ask for these gifts. And once they handed them over, they became yours. Enjoy them or throw them away. But if one of them comes too close, just smile, say thank you, and walk away.” She held the choker up in front of me. “This doesn’t give them power over you. No matter how much their gifts cost, you’re worth mor
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